stephen_evans Stephen Evans

This is a collection of rhymes that tell stories. These are not ordinary ones, these are quite folly. Sort of like Dr. Seuss, but without the ensured happy. But rather a Seuss that is evil and stabby. I hope you enjoy my collection of rhymes. Please write a review, for we're all running out of time.


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A Fallen Plane

I sat there tied to this vinyl chair

Unable to escape this forsaken lair

Goosebumps rose on every part of my skin

I sat there praying to the lord to rid all my sin

The force of the gravity had cracked my ribs

But that's only a worry if I continue to live

I watched out the window, gazing upon the fast coming ground

I didn't make a move, I didn't make a sound

The people around me had met their demise

For it was quite obvious if you looked at their guise

It was so fortunate for them, to meet their fate so well

No pain, no suffering, just a straight trip to hell

Now I shall meet mine, my predetermined fate

And I shall rise to the heavens to fix my mistakes

No matter the cause, no matter the way

I'll continue to prosper, forever in my own way

Though now I shall die, to sit there and crumble

My spine will go first, then again it's been such a trouble

But now I'm ready to go, there's no stopping it now

But at least I'm satisfied with my life, in a wicked dark somehow

And now I stare out the window, watching the ground come closer

Then there is blackness, for I've reached my never-ending slumber

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